Here's a further detail on my trip through South Beach.
We tripped across a bathing suit shop, and in the window was this mannequin. I just had to shoot a picture of this alarming display.
They don't make disgusting mannequins like this in Erie, and I put it here for the enjoyment of a former coworker. I won't tell you his name, but I will make up his wife's name as "Tracy." That's fictitious. If she knew I posted this here for her husband's enjoyment she would slap me. So I made up that name "Tracy" so I won't get slapped.
That reflection of the man in the window in the green shirt is me. I am shielding my eyes so I would not have to look at this terrible display.
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